Chapter 22
LOUIS' POV
"Count the stars, Harry."
I smoothed out the soft, tan blanket Harry and I are laying on and placed my head on his chest. His soft breathing made my head slowly raise up and down.
"That's impossible. Why would I even try?"
Running my hand through his curly hair, I pressed a kiss to his arm holding me to his body.
"Each star represents every day that I will love you,"
His large hand squeezed my thigh. "But what if all the stars burn out?"
"By that time, you wouldn't have to use the stars. You would just know."
"I already do."
I looked up at Harry and couldn't help but smile. His eyes were softly closed, his bottom lip in between his teeth. He slowly opened his eyes when he noticed me staring at him and turned his head to the side. He's so beautiful.
"Why are you staring at me?" he blushed.
"I'm so glad we came here," I told him, ignoring his question.
"Me too."
His hand gripped my side and his cold hand rested on my skin.
"I love you so much, Lou."
Before I could say anything back, the back door opened, revealing Harry's mom carrying some blankets.
"Here you boys go," she cooed, laying the blankets over us. "It's starting to get cold out here. You should come in soon."
"We'll come in soon, mom," Harry promised.
"I'll bring you guys some tea."
I nodded my head and we both thanked her before she walked back inside.
"I know it may be too soon for me to ask you this, but it's all I've been thinking about lately," Harry began, his voice rushed.
I sat up, pushing most of the blankets off of me. "What are you talking about?"
"Well," he gulped, "we haven't, you know, slept in the same bed together for a long time now, and I was just wondering..."
"Of course, Harry," I interrupted him, "I'm so glad you're getting better,"
He smiled and pulled me down to meet him. He placed his hands on my jaw and gently played with my ear before pulling me down to kiss him.
"Have you seen this?" he beamed, pulling up his shirt. He ran his hands over his 'insane' scar and smiled at me. "It's almost done healing."
The stitches have came out on their own, as they were supposed to, and dark pink scar tissue was the only thing remaining. The word insane was still clearly visible, but less noticeable.
"Yeah," I said. "I saw it earlier today when we were, uh,"
"Having sex?"
I laughed and hit his arm. "Yes Harry, having sex."
He raised both his hands in the air and shrugged. "Just saying."
Anne came out with two mugs in hand and handed us our tea.
"Thanks mommy, I love you," Harry told her, pressing a kiss to her cheek.
Anne let out a loud laugh and patted his back. "You're very welcome, sunshine. I love you too,"
Before Harry and I could say anything once she walked away, Gemma came out afterwards. I haven't seen her all day. She went straight into her room right after Harry and I got there.

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Insane (COMPLETED)
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